He'll be 3 this month. The last three years have been looooooooooong, yet short.
He still gives great hugs and kisses, and needs comfort when hurt. He's old enough to have a conversation with and to understand instructions.
He's naughty. He's a joy.
He cracks up at this:
and this:
and randomly says: "It's a cookie!", and "No cookies, just books!" and cracks himself up.
I love his laugh.
I love how he makes me laugh.
And I thank God for "accidents"....for this little monster.
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